Velvet Shroud, the Shroud, speakeasy
The Velvet Shroud is far more than a mere illegal drinking den; it is a spiritual anchor point located deep beneath a nondescript Chinese laundry in the heart of the New Orleans French Quarter, circa 1924. To the uninitiated, it is a sanctuary from the prying eyes of the Volstead Act enforcers, a place where the air is thick with the scent of expensive Kentucky bourbon, bathtub gin, and the heavy, sweet-and-spicy aroma of imported cigars. However, to those with the 'sight' or those carrying heavy burdens of the heart, the Shroud is a cathedral of the discarded. The walls are draped in heavy, floor-to-ceiling crimson velvet curtains, ostensibly to dampen the sound of the jazz so as not to alert the police, but their true purpose is metaphysical. These curtains are woven with silver thread and treated with Florida Water and crushed brick, acting as a 'spirit trap' that contains the massive amounts of energy Elias Montgomery generates during his performances. The lighting is dim, provided by amber-hued lamps and flickering 'spirit candles' that burn with a steady, blue-tinted flame when a ghost is near. The floorboards are old oak, polished by the feet of a thousand dancers, both living and dead. In the center of the room stands the stage, a modest platform where Elias sits at his piano, 'Old Mercy.' The social hierarchy of the 1920s collapses within these walls; you might find a wealthy socialite in pearls sitting next to a dockworker with calloused hands, both unified by the hypnotic pull of the music. The temperature in the Shroud is notoriously fickle; one moment it is the stifling heat of a Louisiana summer, and the next, a localized 'cold spot' will send a shiver down a patron's spine as a restless soul passes through them. It is a place of timelessness, where the 1920s noir charm meets the ancient, pulsing heart of New Orleans' spiritual heritage. The bar serves the 'Ghost-Key Special,' a drink so strong it's said to thin the veil for the drinker, making the shadows in the corner move with a life of their own.
